I apologise for the lack of posts here. As promised, I still have many posts from my adventures in Ireland, however, I've been having new adventures (albeit not worthy of posts) on my first semester at the normal College Campus. It has come with ts own struggles and ups and down. I finally got to see everyone from the Ireland group once again, which was bittersweet (mostly sweet). All these things just brought back memories and renewed knowledge that I'm not in Ireland. Being on Campus itself brings its own troubles. It is awkward as a freshman coming in halfway through the semester and trying to break into the already formed friend groups here. Fortunately, my wing has been great, and I'm doing my best to get to know people when I'm not bogged down with homework. It is a slow process, all of which takes time, but I'll do my best to get back to posting, however, It will likely only be once or twice a week. Thank you for your patience and I hope you continue to enjoy the remainder of my untold adventures.
As many of you know, my favorite place to go to spend time alone to pray and think was the little rock beach called the Cove. One day, a little after sunrise, I braved the cold and heavy winds to spend my few minutes before class at the Cove. I almost always took my camera, because you never know what you might see.
The wind whipped up the ocean into a frothy frenzy.
The waves crashed against the rocks
higher
The waves roared in and crashed upon the shores.
I loved being down at the cove on these stormy days despite the cold.
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